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angel, take this saw and split my hands from prayer and from my body so that you can wrap them around you like a necklace where you are cradled by me and when I rot in glimmer and sun and warmth you can have other smaller friends, who fed off me lived off me died … Continue reading
when I was little I thought I wanted to be big like my father who I looked up to because he was powerful and strong and handy with a belt against my back so that then when I was a giant who gorged I could show him what it meant to be little, but I … Continue reading
Summer sun on blank paper tells the best story ever written * All thoughts are those of others, which leaves you wondering who thought about you or is that just a thought you were told to think by me, an other * A dog wretches while I carve your name into the bark of a … Continue reading
All the streets are warm and the trees alive with dances that cool the sun-steeped and their shadows Love lingers like this for a long while Women wear flowers so they don’t wilt with them and with the soil where no garden grows Love lingers like this for a long while She’s draped in stripes … Continue reading
There is always someone more to know always someone worth always like her under the blue light who will always be there in your mind making you want to speak or listen or both until someone else unknown comes along who is more than always * Life is long but he died young younger than … Continue reading
what are we talking about when we are taking about we and what has come between the two of us now who are too tough to admit that we are hurt and bleeding but not quite dead because we put our hands on each other to stop the cuts from showing us how much we … Continue reading
We are falling always until we land for good I lose her in small ways that wouldn’t mean much to anyone else but that’s why I had her and lost her too We are falling always until we land for good The garden’s jealous of spring for it is entrenched in an … Continue reading
i am having sex with people i don’t know who am i they cannot tell that i came from hunger like this when did i crawl so there is nothing left in naked uncertainty except for love why do i feel this i’m ripped apart like a dog devouring … Continue reading
Everyone is good at heart because their heart wants good and that may mean some bad for a guy like me who has tried to get close to your heart but encounters flesh hard and barbed especially in the cold that cuts him if it could but instead settles on taking his life from him … Continue reading
I is a single sliver of many mes and one of the many yous shared by the all of wes * We’re sitting across from each other and there’s nothing to say except trying to make my interests more interesting my life more lively and my me more meaningful by including her and reminding her … Continue reading
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